I want to talk about names.
Why?
Well, we all have them. If you don't have a name, you're really not a person now are you? I mean seriously, what am I going to call you? What's your mother going to call you? Your grandma? Your teacher? Your boss? Your significant other will just call you Honey Buns, so you don't have a problem there but I mean really, you have to have a name. Otherwise you only exist to yourself, your mother and your Honey Buns.
But I got a little off track, because the names I want to talk about are mine.
Most people call me Mia (or Mia Hanson if we're doing last names). I even call me Mia! Go figure. I mean, Mia is me, I am Mia. 80% of the people in my life probably only think of me as Mia, sometimes even my mother only thinks of me as Mia, so you know it's really stuck in there.
But the fact of the matter is not only is that not my real name, it's not even my only nickname (cue the WHAAA?(s) and OOOOO!(s)).
Let's start with going over my official (as in government stuff and all that nonsense) names.
My birth certificate has me down as Amelia Boadeccea Lenore Fjerkenstad.
My first passport has the same thing.
Then I got a name change form and my name became Amelia Boadicea Lenor Fjerkenstad Hanson.
That's my current full name.
Amelia, cause that's the name my parents liked.
Boadicea because my father wanted to name me after the Celtic Queen of the same name.
Lenor because it has been on my mother's side for generations (but wasn't her middle name until after it was mine).
Fjerkenstad cause that's my father's last name
And Hanson is my mother's last name.
BUT THERE'S MORE!!
All my passports, since the 2nd, plus my driver's license, list my name as Amelia B Lenor Fjer Hanson cause they can't fit my freakishly long name.
When it's necessary to use my real name, I go by Amelia B Hanson.
Despite the fact that my name is actually, legally and factually Amelia, all my life I have to remind teachers and classmates that I am Amelia during role or when I hand in papers, and I still have to remind my mother to call me Amelia when making appointments or talking to doctors.
Now the nicknames!!
Mia - my parents had two nicknames in mind when they had me. My father wanted to call me Amy. My mother wanted to call me Leah. But then there was my brother, who was unable to pronounce the name Amelia because of the tricky little L, so he decided to call me Mia, and I have forever since been known as Mia to all.
Mia Pa Pia from Nicosia - My dad likes to make up rhyming nick names for his children. My sister Angie was Angelica Pelica the Teenager from Hellica. Josiah didn't get one cause I guess nothing works well with the name Josiah. Mine lasted longer than Angie's because it's not age reliant, and cause Nicosia is a real place and, let's face it, Hellica... not real.
Hanson - When I was little I played with the girl directly across the street from us all the time, and her father decided that he would call me Hanson. He still does. I don't exactly approve, but what can I do?
Miss Mia - My sister likes to call me this one from time to time, has for awhile and still does. Plus I've heard it plenty of times from various others.
Mimi - This is a more recent development. I don't know when exactly it started happening, but in the last few years both my best friend Julia and my brother Josiah have started calling me Mimi. And the thing is, they don't see each other or talk, but it started with both around the same time. Hmm...
Mom - Another recent trend as of my sophomore year of college, my younger friends and the people I have lived with in England and LA have decided that I am mother them the most, so I am mom. Yay...
Saint Paul - The most recent development, at my internship I am currently helping the producers of the new Lifetime show, One Born Every Minute, and the executive producer of that show just so happens to be from Minneapolis, so once that guy found out where I was from... I haven't had a name besides this.
These last two I don't feel like explaining for whatever reason, but I will say who gave them.
Pipe-breaker - The girls
English Girl - a boy
So... there you are! I guess you have options as to what you want to call me now, but before you think of it, I'd rather you don't.
I'm good with Mia, thanks!
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